Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Lithuania and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Loose Ends to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every KRS-One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Henry Cow,
Camouflage,
Reuben Wilson,
Derrick Morgan,
Todd Rundgren,
Idris Muhammad,
In Retrospect,
Gichy Dan,
Public Enemy,
Tomorrow,
Camberwell Now,
Al Stewart,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bill Wells,
The Invisible,
Underground Resistance,
Traffic Nightmare,
Silicon Teens,
Theoretical Girls,
Hashim,
The Monks,
Ultimate Spinach,
Japan,
Quantec,
Jerry's Kids,
Khruangbin,
The Human League,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
DNA,
The Shadows of Knight,
Spandau Ballet,
Lou Reed,
The Happenings,
Alphaville,
Technova,
Don Cherry,
Cal Tjader,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Mars,
Metal Thangz,
The Pretty Things,
The Cramps,
Monolake,
FM Einheit,
EPMD,
The Blues Magoos,
Eden Ahbez,
Andrew Hill,
China Crisis,
Black Moon,
La Düsseldorf,
Zero Boys,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Janne Schatter,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pylon,
Excepter,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.